Dominique's P.O.V.
The clock read 2:43 am. I was awoken to the sound of screaming. The screaming sounded like it was coming from my neighbor's house. I flew out of bed making Zorro jump to his feet out of surprise. I looked at him and patted his back, "I'll be right back," I grabbed an object off of the night stand hard enough to kill if someone was in my house. Flashbacks of Jeff came to me. I shook them away and quietly opened the door, tip toeing down the stairs. I didn't see anyone in the living room. Then a knock on my window. My head jerked making my blonde hair cover my face. Taking my finger I swished it to the side and squinted at the glass. It was Jeff... In a red liquid he had drawn a heart on my window and underneath it said, "you're gorgeous" I shivered as his cut smile widened into a big grin. I slowly backed to my stairs then turning around, running up them. I closed the door behind me once I was in my bedroom. Zorro was fast asleep now. My pale skin mixed with red as I thought about those words he wrote about ME. "You're gorgeous," I smiled, but I tried to shake the thought. That red liquid was probably blood... And I'm not getting involved with him and all these killings. Sighs. Not wanting to wake Zorro I crawled into bed and put the covers over my body. I stared up at the ceiling thinking about what had happened. My mind couldn't process all of this. I rolled over on my side, still staring. "I can't sleep." I whispered to myself. These thoughts made it so hard to sleep. As I threw the covers off to get up Zorro looked at me, but he went right back into his dream land. As I stared at the door, I thought to myself if I should really go to the kitchen or not. Thirst was consuming me, making me gag on the dryness of my own throat. Shaking my head I started for the door. I closed it behind me silently so I wouldn't wake my little buddy. I tip toes silently to the kitchen frantically searing through the shelf for a glass.
Jeff's P.O.V.
My dark unblinking eyes watched as she looked for something. I just waited for her to walk back upstairs as I hid between the large space in between the fridge and the wall. It was dark behind there, but big enough for me to fit in there and hide. She started to head out of the kitchen and I grabbed her arm, causing her to spill her drink. Her skin was so soft, and when she looked at me with her big sparkling blue eyes and that silky soft blonde hair. She looked at me, surprised. I raised a brow, "What's wrong, beautiful?" Her blue eyes fluttered at me and her pale cheeks turned red,
"Nothing." She replied.
"Nothing? Are you sure?" I moved in closer.
Dominique pulled away from my grasp trying to get upstairs. Pulling her into my arms I wrapped my hand over her mouth, "don't you fair try to run..." Dominique nodded and I let her go. It made my chest hurt knowing she wanted to get away from me... What is my appearance? I lifted a hand and touched the cuts on my cheeks. Her arms were thrown around me, shocking me, 'what?' I thought to myself. White mixed with red when she did this but I happily returned the favor.
"I know you're just lonely..." She cooed into my chest. I raised a brow,
"What..?"
"You want someone to love... And that person is... M-me." I blushed like mad.
Sirens.
"Damn it! It's the cops!" I made a dash for the door, but I turned around widening my smile. She was right there behind me, I leaned in a kissed her forehead, "I'll be back."
